Annie has been around since 1993 and was about a year old when she wandered up. She has long enough hair that Mary and I get to argue about whether to cut it off or not. I like her as the shaggy dog but Mary just can't stand to let a growing hair go it's own way. Annie is usually the watch dog of the bunch but doesn't overdo the barking like some of them.

I guess I must think Annie has a face that begs for a closeup! Here she's getting to enjoy an afternoon at the Chattooga River.